The Brookhaven leader. [volume] (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1883-1891, 1887-03-31

| went IN ana your sons ana daugnters
went into the church, you buried your
face in your handkerchief and sobbed
why am l left outl Everybody seems
to get saved but me. No man cares for
my soul"
Hearken TO a revelation Ihave to make.
1t is a startling statement IL will so sur
prise you that must prove II as / go on.
Instead of this total indifference TO all
about you in regard to your soul, have
to tell you that heaven, earth and
he'll are after your immortal
I spirit-carth to cheat IL, hell to
destroy it, Heaven TO redeem it. Although
| you may be o stranger to the Christians
in this house, their faces would glow and
their hearts would bound Il they saw you
make one step Heavcnward. SO intricate
and far-reachlag is this web of sympathy,
that could by one word rouse great
many prayers in your behalf. No one
care for your soul! Why, one signal of
distress on your part would thrill this
audience with holy excitement II boat
in any harbor should get in distress, from
the men-of-war, and from the sloop and
from the steamers, the hving paddles
would pull TO the rescue. And il now you
would lift one signal of distress, all these
voyagers OF eternity would bear down to-
ward you and bring YOU relief
But tho. You are like ship on fire at
sea. They keep the matches down, and
the captain is frenzied, and he gives or
ders that no one hail the passing ships.
He says
Il shall either land this vessel in Ham
burg or on the bottom Of the ocean, and
dent care which"
Wonder is a ship of the White Star Line
no. hn " nj ~
Line Yonder one of the Cunarl Line.
Wonder one Of the lnman Line. But they
know not there is any calamity happening
on that one vessel. Oh. if the captain
would only put his trumpet TO his lip and
cry out:
Lower your boats. Bear down this
way! We are burning up! Fire! Fire"
No. No. No signal Is given. If that
vessel perishes, having hailed no one,
whose fault will it be- Will it be the
fault of the ship that hil its calamity, or
will it be the fault Of the vessel that,
passing on the high seas, would have been
glad TO furnish relief if it had been only
askedt In other words, my brother, II
you miss Hea zen it will be your own fault
No one care for your soul! Why, in all
the ages there have been men whose en-
tire business was snul-saving. In this
work Munson went down under the knives
of the cannibals whom he had come to
save, and Robert MCCheyne preached him
self to death by thirty years of age, and
John Bunyan was thrown into dungeon
in BeifOrdshire, and Jehudi Ashman
endured all the malarias of the African
jungle; and there are hund"cls ana thou
sands Of Christian mnn and women now
who are praying, toIling, preaching, liy-
ing, dying to save souls
No one care for your soul! Have You
heard how Christ feels alb ut 1t: | know
il was only five or SIX miles from Bathla-
hem to Calvary - the birth place and
death-plaCe of Christ--but who can tell
how many miles it was from the manger
TO the throne! How many miles dow n,
how many miles back again! The place
of his departure was the focus of all
splcndor and pomp. All the thrones fac
ing his throne. His name the chorus in
every song and the inscription on every
banner. His landing place cat
tie pen, malOiorous with unwasE-
ed brutes, and dogs growing in
and out of the stable Born of weary
mother, who had jourucyed eighty miles
in severe unhealth that she ight find the
right place for the Lords Hativitv-bOrn,
not as other princes. under tn fash of a
chandelier, but under a lantern swung by
a rope to the roof of the barn.
In that place Christ started to save you.
Your name, your face, your time, your
eternity, in Christs mind. Sometimes
travelling on mules. ba X t. escape old
Herod's massacre, som stimes attempting
nervous sleep on the chilly hillside, some
times earning his breakfast by the car
rAn ivy Of ,,14 In, n, toni l.,
the stones of the field, b. their shape and
color, looking like the loaves of bread,
tantalzing his hunger. Yet all the time
keeping OF after you. With drenched
coat, treading the surf of Genessaret;
howled after by blood-thirstv mob; de-
nouuced as a drunkard; mourning over
doomed city, while others shouted at the
sight Of the shimmering towers. All the
time coming on and coming on TO save
you.
Indicted as being a traitor against gov.
eminent, perjurel witnesses swearing
their souls away 10 insure his butchery.
logged, spit on, slapped in the face, and
then hoisted on rough lumber, in the sight
OF earth, and Heaven, and hell, to purchase
your eternal emancipation. From the
first infant step TO the last step of man
hood on the sharp spike OF Calvary a jour
ney for you. Oh. how he cared for your
soul! By dolorous arithmetic add up the
stable, the wiatry tempest, the midnight
dampness, the abstinence of forty
days from fool, the brutal Sanhedrim. the
heights Of Golgotha, across which all the
hatreds of earth and all the furies of hell
charged with their blyonets, ana then
dare to say again that no one cares for
your soul.
Il young man might as well go off from
home and give his father and mother no
animation as to VIII ,ra he has gone. and,
crossing the seas sitting down in some
foreign country, cold, sick. and hungry,
and lonely, saying:
MY father and mother don't care any
thing about me-"
Do not caro- anything about him, Why,
that fathers hair has turned gray since
his son went of. He has written to all
the consuls in the foreign ports. asking
about that son. Does not the mother ca re
anything about him: H. has broken her
heart She has never smiled since he
went away. All day long and almost all
night, she keeps asking:
where is he. Whore can he be-
He is the first thought in her prayer and
the last thought in her prdyer-the first
thought IN the morning and the last at
night She says:
ooh God, bring back my boyi Unjust
see him again before ! die. Where is hel
| must see him again before die"
oh, do not his father and mother care
for him' You go away from your Heav-
emily Father, and you think he does not
care for you because you will not even
read the letters by which he invites YOU
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